Name: Beechpelt.
Wanted Name: Achieved.
Past Names: Beechpaw, Quilt.
Age: 23-ish moons.
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Loner.
Wanted Rank: Warrior or Queen eventually.
Past Ranks: Apprentice, kit.
Crush: None presently.{PM me if you wish to set something up.}
Mate: No one yet.
Kits: None yet.
Personality
Beechpelt is a very quiet cat, tending to keep to herself when she can. When she is forced to interact, however, she will be quite animated when she speaks. Her energy levels are always at an all time high, and she tries to be on as many patrols and hunting parties as she can, as they keep her entertained. When she is not engaging in activities with her clanmates, she is either watching her clanmates or practicing her attack moves. Due to this, she is quite skilled when in battle. She is a sweet cat, but can be blatant and brash when it comes to someone she truly likes.
likes and dislikes
She enjoys running, walking, anything that involves moving, grooming herself, but dislikes anyone who purposely disrupts her alone time when she is observing the clan, and thunderstorms.
HistoryBeechpelt started out as a kitten named Quilt, due to her mismatched coat and her mother's memory of a quilted blanket she had had when she was a housepet. After Quilt grew to be the age that a kitten would usually be an apprentice, her mother suddenly disappeared without a trace, and tiny Quilt was heartbroken, thinking that she hadn't been good enough for her mother. Eventually, though, she found out that her mother had been killed trying to bring back a large bird for Quilt, and got ambushed by ravenous and angry rogue cats. Quilt grew up quickly, and when she was around 13 moons, she stumbled across the clan she had been in. She took the name Beechpaw, as she had seen a Beech tree with multi-colored leaves, almost like her coat. Unfortunately, one night the rogues that had killed her mother came and murdered every cat in their sleep, except for her, who had been outside of the camp staring up at the stars. When she came back, she was devastated and ran away before the rogues came back. Now she wanders by herself, going wherever her paws lead her. By now, her paws have taken her to the edge of a territory, and she has camped out in a tree just inside of the border.
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